Blinking away the sting in her eyes, Sabrina hurried to catch up.

The hospital room was enveloped in silencea private suite of the highest caliber, outfitted with the finest of everything.

Joseph sat at Laylas bedside, his hands clutching hers tightly. His dark eyes, so often unreadable, were now soft, brimming with a tenderness that made him look like a young man lost in first love.

Joseph, I need to talk to you

Sabrina had barely begun ...